From that point on, caught between George’s manipulations and her own ambition, one wrong step led to another. Now, she was trapped, with no way back.
Marina’s emotional state was fragile. Yvonne managed to calm her down, and with the help of Marina’s assistant, they got her home.
The assistant stayed to watch over Marina while Yvonne left. She had just stepped out of the apartment building when her phone rang. It was Sandra.
“How is she?” Sandra asked.
“Not good. She can’t stop crying,” Yvonne replied.
“The company’s already doing damage control,” Sandra said. “They’ve had the story scrubbed from the trending lists and shut down all of Marina’s social media accounts. For now, all we can do is let it blow over. It’ll be a long time before she can even think about a comeback.”
“Right now, her career is the last thing on her mind,” Yvonne sighed. “She’s worried about her fiancé.”
“Well,” Sandra said grimly, “she should have thought of that sooner.”
Yvonne ended the call and leaned back in her car seat, feeling a deep sense of frustration.
Her phone rang again. Half-closing her eyes, she answered without checking the caller ID.
To her surprise, it was Verna Gonzalez.
“Yvonne, my mom and brother are so busy I never see them. I’m so bored. Will you come shopping with me?”
“Are you out of your mind?” Yvonne snapped, her brow furrowing in irritation. Verna had never been anything but hostile to her, and now she was asking her to go shopping.

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